Couples Trip to the Euphoria Hotel (MF) (freeuse) (audience)

When the cab pulled up to the luxurious resort, Aaron stretched and grab their bags, while his girlfriend, Angela, sighed and rubbed her neck. They were excited, but after their nightmare travel, they were exhausted. After being handed a tropical drink at the front door and a pair of green wristbands, a dude, named Chris, with a shockingly tight polo that read “Euphoria” was checking them in, and discussing hotel rules when Angela and Aaron did a double take.

Chris laughed. “Yes, we often get those reactions. Some people like to test our rules right away, some wait and watch, but everybody gets the hang of the free use regulations and open sexual environment.” Aaron asked, “do you get a lot of couples here with those rules?” “Oh yea, plenty of couples visit. Many are repeat guests!”

Chris helped Aaron bring their bags up to their room. In the elevator, Angela’s mind vacillated between the hotel’s rules and the image of Chris, tall, lean and blonde, and her Aaron, muscular, milk chocolate, carrying the bags, with both thoughts building a warm pressure inside her.

[f] 18 What beastly passion lies beneath my covers.

I’m nervous.

Because I’ve never had a man in bed with me before, I don’t know what to do! I have never had a man be compassionate or been able to trust them, if I trust them it comes back to hurt me. I’m so broken, I need someone.

I fantasise about you, it feels bad I shouldn’t be thinking these thoughts I’m young, they’re not pure thoughts. Maybe they’ll go away, I’m sure they will.

As time goes on, It doesn’t go away, the thoughts just get stronger until someone helps me fulfil each fantasy. I can’t use my little pink vibrator forever I need something stronger, bigger and more intense. I want your fingers inside me, rubbing and hitting every spot until I scream your name. I’ll clean your fingers off with my mouth whilst it’s still warm, like a disciplined girl should. I would give anything to have that, someone who looked after me like that and cared enough about me to make me cum all night until Im too exhausted to cum anymore. I wanna be fucked infront of a mirror so I can stare into his eyes whilst he ruins me from behind. I want him to see all of me, every vulnerable weak and desperate side.

Safety in numbers [MFFFFF] [groping] [fondling] [handjob]

I had just finished up with my gym routine — today had been leg day, followed by sixty minutes of cardio — and was slipping into the showers of the locker room. I work swing shift, and so by the time I was done working out it was past three in the morning. The gym was nearly empty at that hour, and I had the shower room to myself, meaning I could take my time, nobody waiting, wanting me to hurry up and finish.

Then I heard giggling from the locker room. Girls’ giggling, from the men’s locker room. Huh.

“Just go check, Valerie,” a girl’s voice said.

“There’s nobody here, it’ll be fine,” said another.

“I can hear a shower running,” said a third.

“I think that’s just the plumbing,” said a fourth.

“Just check!”

“You go.”

“Safety in numbers, girls.”

I turned to the locker room door and called out, “Uh, hello?”

A redhead girl appeared in the doorway, bare-shouldered, a towel wrapped around her, tucked beneath her arms. She stood there confidently. “Hi. Hot water’s out in the girl’s locker room.” Another girl leaned in over her shoulder, peeking in, looking at me.

[M/F] [Str8] the one and only time I got it on outdoors in a “public” place.

so…. a fair few years ago now. I was walking back from the pub in a typical shit hole back water English village. to get back to my place it was easier to cut through the church yard. As was common at the time… shit hole places like that have skanky sluts in. Pissed up and with a twist of weed in my system I stumbled back through the church yard at around midnight of a clear English summers eve in july (about 18 degrees C and not raining basically).

walked up the foot steps and there was a skank squatting in the church door way taking a piss… now it was dark and I couldnt see much but her friend blurs out…

“oh my god..are you staring at her fanny while she has a piss?”

I mumbled something drunkenly…

“you like looking at girls fannies do ya”

*for you american readers a fanny is an English term for a pussy.

well…yeah I reply.

“you wanna see my fanny do you.”

again… “yeah sure” from me…

so she hitches her cheap skirt up…pulls her knickers to the side and flashes me her reasonably balled fanny.

[M4F] The Vampire’s Wife [forced to watch][succumbs][vampires]

Yes, that’s it. Step out of those boxers. Let your cock stretch and swell.

Your wife is shaking for my husband. Do you see her face? She never shakes like that for you.

He is beautiful, yes. And his is starving for your wife. He will drink from her as she bucks and convulses in a final, destructive orgasm. He will savor her sex, her skin, her beauty. He will take it all, and she will be so desperate to give them all to him.

Oh yes, my husband truly craves her. He is going to offer his cock for her to mount. That is not common. He must really want to savor her.

Her skin is beautiful, yes. She has given him her nakedness. Oh, look at your cock as she moves to cleave her pussy and take him deep. She will just clutch around him, see? Your heartbeat now is pounding in your cock. Do you like to watch?

Her moans are not natural. Her pussy is clenching him in desperation. As if her life depends on holding onto him.

And oh, your cock is flowing as she yields her neck.

[Incest] [F/d] [D/d] Barebacking My Tight Virgin Teen Daughter

Jake reached down and grabbed a can of beer from the bottom of the refrigerator. He opened the beer in front of the fridge, taking a moment to relish the soothing coldness. He knew he shouldn’t stand in front of the fridge, but goddamn, it was a hot day.

He barely just got back from work. One of the benefits of being freshly divorced, it seems, is that no one is there to tell you what to do. He was married for almost 20 years, and he’ll be damned if he didn’t do everything he can to relish some of his newly acquired freedom.

Not that he wanted it. But he had no choice really. After catching his wife fucking her boss, he just couldn’t get over that particular brand of betrayal. He toiled hard everyday to make enough money to provide for his wife and daughter.

At least Emily was still around. A college student now, she decided to stick with her father, rather than run off with her mother and the boss.

A SECOND short FvF boxing story…

Yet ANOTHER short FVF boxing story (part 2!)

Hazel rested behind the chain link fence of the backyard arena. Anxious about her first fight there. Female fighters all reclined at the front rows waiting for their chance to compete against one another.

In the arena two women were squaring off against one another. They circled each other, both of them giving off brutal wolf-like glares. In the backyard arena, there was competition in nearly every aspect. Every woman here wore light makeup to make themselves look more appealing. They wore racy outfits. More fit for a modeling gig than a bare-knuckle boxing match.

It was all to excite the betting men (and women). Money always went to the most attractive women. And the best fighters.

Hazel was jolted awake by a huge *Twhack!* and the crowd going wild. Apparently the fight had started. A blond white prizefighter had just downed a tanned brunette. They both wore rhinestone coated colorful bras, their bottom briefs were cut out to leave just enough to the imagination. The crowd roared on as the blond dove into the brunette and started to pound her senseless with her bare fists.

My work Wife

The work wife :
At home I’m a married father who lives a pretty average life. After my child was born the sex at home become little to non existent. I couldn’t seem to get my wife interested in me or anything sexual at all. I love her I do but I need an adrenaline rush, something exciting to get the blood pumping.
Around this same time I met my work wife Jennifer, she is an awesome and beautiful woman. Jennifer is also 5 feet 6 inches and she has curves in the right places. We started off with flirtatious picking, then became good friends. She always respected the bounds of my marriage and although hinting at liking me further it never felt like there was a push.
To say we had become close was a minor understatement. I knew details of her life that most would not and vice versa. We had started sending secret messages to each other and talking not just at work but outside work as well. Often when I was home alone I would pull my member out and stroke it to thoughts of conversations we had,and how I would love to cum deep inside her. One day we were talking about a look she gives and a picture that I often use in my fantasies. She sent me a different picture that was better and asked if this is the one. I said no but told her how this one was amazing. It is of her lying on the floor in a tank top and her ample breast almost spilling out of the tank top. The look in her eyes is just begging me to fuck her, needless to say I whipped my dick out and rubbed one out. This photo was the key though, it was the key to better photos because I was able to let Jennifer know about how I felt. This lead to me receiving a photo with her tits out and covered by her hand, all except for a small part of her nipple. I went wild and I could hear the way she has always jokingly called me daddy and my dick got so hard it was ready to burst. From that moment we began sharing risky photos to include some that are completely nude but with some editing.
I could no longer take it though, all this teasing made me need some of that pussy.I finally decided to push my luck and see if she would go for it. One night we worked together and had to stay long hours after everyone else went home. It started out as some touchy feely teasing and flirting. I touched her ass, and she would rub on my crotch. I would grab her tit, and she put her hand down my pants. I was so horny,my cock was throbbing for her. I told her to meet me in a secluded parking place where no one would see us. She agreed and after work she followed me to this parking lot across town.
We got in the same vehicle and it was kind of awkward at first. Am I actually going to do this? As I sat there having second thoughts, she pulled my dick out and started stroking it, licking the head, and then slid it in her mouth. Well this is it it’s finally happening, I am finally getting to fuck my work wife. The rush was amazing. I was getting so turned on not just from the amazing head I was getting, but also for doing something so bad and naughty. I was so horny and worked up from all the teasing and excitement I came almost instantly while she was giving me head. She swallows every last drop then looks at me and smiles. Almost embarrassed I tell her I’m so sorry I didn’t give any warning. She says it’s fine but hopefully I have another round in me. She pulls down her pants and crawls over the seat in to my lap. My dick slides right into her warm tight, wet pussy. She seemed to be extremely turned on by the events unfolding just like me. She started riding me, up and down, up and down, up and down. I moaned with pleasure in her ear as she was bouncing up and down on my dick. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt to finally be inside her. It wasn’t long at all when I felt myself getting closer to exploding . I grabbed her hips and tried to slow her down, but she was having too much fun. I think she knew it was about to come, because she leaned back and moaned “cum for me”. This was the hottest thing ive heard in a long time. I was speechless, but not quiet as she could still hear my moans of pleasure. She slowed just a little and looks at me and says “cum for me, cum in my pussy” ! That sent me over the edge. It wasn’t a few seconds later I grabbed her hips tight and just held her down on my dick. I exploded in her pussy. I had never felt so amazing while cumming before.
I felt bad I didn’t last as long as I wanted, but she seemed to enjoy it anyway. I told her I would make it up to her next time. Unfortunately there was never a second time. We kind of fell apart after that. We still worked together but it just never was the same. A few months later she was gone. A new job and a new life. I still think about her from time to time and wonder what could have been. I’ll never forget that night and how amazing it was.

Sticking to the rules of the bar owner [MF]

The owner of our bar had one rule that he was very strict about. Don’t fuck the customers. Some of my colleagues seemed to find it hard to comply, and they weren’t colleagues for long. The boss always found out. It wasn’t enough warning it seems so I had quite a busy schedule of always training new staff.

The upside was that those that had been here a while became quite close. Our bar was more like a mini club. We had two actual bars, lots of space between and a couple of platforms with dancers. There were some standing tables, and we had some booths at the back.

Melissa and I started on the same day. Our shifts were arranged so we’re always working the same hours. Our work outfits consisted of dark clothing with a white apron. The girls were free to wear trousers or skirts. Most opted for a skirt and a button up blouse, or button down. Pay was okay, but the tips was where the job made up for it.